"You can't always hit it out of the ballpark", he said.
"Yes", she replied, "And...
A mother loves each
and every child
with all her heart."
Each new effort
every creation
sparked by the Muse
expanded from the ethers
a new child
lovingly brought forth
Perhaps each delicate blossom
bears not full grown fruit
yet the beauty
of the shrunken petal
yearns for appreciation
for its flowering
and its shrinking
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